Joy Unspeakable and full of Glory.

OH, how happy are they who their Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasures above! Tongue can not express the sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love!

This sweet comfort is mine, since the favor divine I have found in the blood of the Lamb: Since the truth I believ'd what ajoy I've receiv'd. What a heaven in Jesus' blest name.

'Tis a heaven below my Redeemer to know, And the angels can do nothing more Than to fall at his feet, and the story repeat, And the lover of sinners adore.

Jesus all the day long is my joy and my song; Oh, that all to this refuge may fly! He has lov'd me, I cried, he has suffered and died To redeem such a rebel as I!

On the wings of his love I am carried above All my sin, and temptation, and pain; Oh, why should I grieve, while on him I believe! Oh, why should I sorrow again!

Oh, the rapturous height of that holy delight Which I find in the life-giving blood! Of my Savior possess'd, I am perfectly bless d, Being fill'd with the fullness of God!

Now my remnant of days will I spend to his praise Who has died me from sin to redeem: Whether many or few, all my years are his due; They shall all be devoted to him.

What a mercy is this! what a heaven of bliss! How unspeakably happy am I! Gather'd into the fold, with believers enroll'd— With believers to live and to die!